INTRO MINGLE

[whimsicalism]

WELCOME IN

ORIENTATION DAY

(CW: Slight undertones of experiences of unreality.)

It’s a bright Monday afternoon at the Academy. If the sun happened to be visible, it would certainly be shining. The new semester that everyone has been waiting for is about to begin!

All students wake up at exactly the same time–not that you’re aware of this. Even those who don’t normally sleep must have given into slumber at some point; they, too, will jolt awake with the strangest sensation that someone was just whispering in their ears. The beds that you’ll find yourself in are small and unfamiliar, and you wake up wearing a uniform that you don’t recognize even though it fits you like a glove. A red book with black cardstock lining the inner cover sits on each dorm nightstand. Opening the book reveals a strange code of conduct. The following pages list, in alphabetical order, all of the students.

Beyond the handbook and a change of familiar clothes in the closet, there’s little personalization to the rooms, and they lack most homey comforts. As unusual as these surroundings may seem, it’s impossible to shake the subtle, lingering excitement: It’s the first day of school! What a delightful occasion. Shouldn’t everyone want to make the most of the year? The subtle, unshakeable desire to achieve sits in the back of every mind like the story of a happy dream. Perhaps you brush your hair or wash your teeth before going on with your splendid day. Your reflection in your bathroom mirror looks a little off, did you forget to cut your hair before the big day? Perhaps you realize that your nails or claws have been trimmed recently. A little odd but you must have been excited for a brand new school year.

The world outside the dorm room holds a few more answers, but most things are still shrouded in mystery. Today, it seems that some rooms are still locked up tight from summer vacation. Beside the dormitory and hallways, only the cafeteria, kitchen, gym, playground, school store, and A/V room are accessible. Outside the cafeteria, a digital sign titled DAILY SCHEDULE offers little structure, save for one afternoon event: 5PM - PREFECT’S ORIENTATION - AUDITORIUM. There’s a lot of business to take care of on the first day of school, after all. No one can just be expected to start learning without the proper preparation.

With some time to kill before the promised orientation takes place–and, according to that rulebook, everyone is expected to attend–students have only each other and the various robot sheep for company. With such a small class, perhaps working together will bring you newfound and long-lasting partnerships. The robotic staff seem polite, at least, if a bit confused at the sudden flurry of non-scheduled activities.

How will you spend your first day before classes begin?

OOC NOTES

Welcome to the IC intro mingle for Round 2! Your characters have the afternoon to meet one another, get lunch at the school cafeteria, review their student handbooks, harass the Little Brother robots, and prepare for the upcoming school semester in this post. As promised, the Prefect will meet everyone in the auditorium at 5pm and will post their own introductory comment at that time (Eastern).

While we're sure that some people are dying to get a head start on investigating all of the mysteries of the school (we're excited to reveal them), please hold your investigation comment ideas until the weekly post goes up tomorrow. As all ground floor locations should be open for exploration at that time, we invite everyone to scratch all of your investigation itches on tomorrow's post at noon (also Eastern)! In lieu of investigation threads today, characters may speak to/question/accost the Little Brothers, who have an NPC thread down below.

Thank you, and have fun!

Comments

[shinedsobright]

[Then there's kind of a lightbulb moment as the words sink in, and then all of his thoughts hit him at once.]

Uh, no, no, it's cool! Totally cool. You can even do it again if you want. Nnnnooot that you probably do, cause that'd be kinda weird, but hey! These things happen when you're alive!

[There's a burst of excitement in that last note. That was too much sincerity. Let's move on-]

Anyway, I'm Tosai Furesawa, but everyone calls me Fret! Who're you, other than Lost?

[weirdlymagical]

Uhhh... Okay? So, I'm alive.

[Said as if she wasn't entirely sure for a bit.]

Good. Cool. Uhh, prrrobably not going to run into you again if that's cool.

[She's so used to being awkward that she barely even acknowledges his over-sincerity. She's practically rambling herself.]

Oh, I'm Luz - Luz Noceda. [Letting the name sink in...] Fret, huh? That's kind of a funny name. I didn't think there was anyone on the Boiling Isles with a Japanese naming convention.

[shinedsobright]

Well if you're not then I feel pretty silly... [He's clearly not sure either. But he's at least used to dead people knowing not to bump into other dead people.]

I know my name's kinda lame, that's why I go with the nickname! But I mean, I'm from Shibuya, so there are more Japanese people than wherever this is. I mean it doesn't look like an island or boiling to me?

[weirdlymagical]

Well, I feel silly a lot of the time too.

[It's fine. She's a weirdo. You ever see her not wearing this jacket?<]

Shibuya? But that's... [A Japanese thing?? And, considering that, Luz takes a closer look at Fret, squinting, squinting harder...]

...Your ears aren't pointy. [Gasp!] You're a human!